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Chapter 135 Propaganda War

Are Jiang Taixu and Wu Yuan fools?

Except for the demon witch girl, Canglanshan is afraid that no one will think so.

The two of them were like water drawers, learning all the new things in Qingyun Village frantically and recording them into books.

This even includes how to set up toilets in private camps...

This is the difference between corrupt scholars and true scholars.

Some people read books and read them in a roundabout way, and they follow the words of the saints as the basis for everything, copy them and strictly implement them.

As a result, people hate dogs and say everything, and life is boring.

Some people absorb the knowledge of saints into their own knowledge, learn from the experience of their ancestors, and then adapt to local conditions to solve current problems.

Such people are truly outstanding and outstanding people.

Jiang Taixu and Wu Yuan are such people.

After the two learned and mastered some of the rules set by Lin Ning at an extremely fast speed, they began to put them into practice.

Go deep into the villages of refugees, give guidance on problems, and even do it yourself.

Being close to the people and being pragmatic.

Coupled with its outstanding appearance and temperament, it quickly replaced the positions of Master Fake, Master Miaoqiu, and Fang Lin, and greatly promoted the goodness of Jixia Academy among the refugees...

...

Longmen Inn, the second floor east wing, outside room.

Not long after the genius dawn, Lin Ning looked at Fang Lin who was chattering and complaining helplessly, and said, "Uncle San, don't care about false reputation, the people have a scale in their hearts."

Fang Lin stomped his feet anxiously and said, "Xiao Ning, there is a big deal in the hearts of the people! Whoever can coax them will be on their side. They eat our drinks and live in ours. Now, when it comes to the good things of Jixia Academy, we can't even say that they are!"

Lin Ning laughed and said, "Who made you not have any parents good?"

A son of the god of the bright moon, bright and extraordinary.

A girl like Guanyin, who is kind and beautiful.

Who can afford to treat such a person well?

Seeing that Fang Lin was so angry that he was about to go inside to seek justice in Wu Niang Tian, ​​Lin Ning hurriedly stopped him and said seriously: "I will deal with this matter myself, don't worry, Uncle San."

Fang Lin was not at ease. He felt as uncomfortable as eating two hundred flies and said, "If you don't tell me what I understand today, I won't leave. The people in Jixia Academy are so shameless!"

"Okay OK."

Lin Ning waved his hand and said, "Uncle San, it's not intentional that they rob us of credit. It's the common people who asked about their origins. They reported their identities. It's no big deal... Come, Uncle San, look at this."

As he said that, Lin Ning took a stack of paper from the desk and handed it to Fang Lin.

Fang Lin took it angrily, and as he looked, the annoyance on his face dissipated and became weird, and he asked, "Xiao Ning, this works?"

Lin Ning laughed and said, "Uncle San, you are an old man. Do you think it works? "

Fang Lin smacked his lips and couldn't help laughing.

It is not a strange strategy on the paper, but a short story prepared for the children of the refugees.

But the content of the story...

How to say it is a bit surprising.

This is a story about an ordinary old man in Qingyun Village. The old man is named Aunt Chun, who is kind and sincere.

Because I heard that there were many people who were suffering from trouble at the foot of the mountain, I couldn't bear it, so I sent her children to help her.

In order to save more food for the people, she ate very little food every day.

In order to save more clothes for the people, she repaired her own clothes when they were torn, and then repaired them when they were torn. She was patched and couldn't bear to replace them with new ones, as well as her handkerchief and her washbasin...

Aunt Chun’s child asked her why she did this?

Aunt Chun said that Qingyun Mountain’s ancestors have always put benevolence and righteousness first and helped others as a pleasure. Qingyun people must know how to help others.

Seeing that all the people in distress were saved, Aunt Chun was very happy.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Chun's children followed her and found many good friends, and they all came to help. There were even people from Jixia Academy, who were moved by this spirit and came from thousands of miles to work hard...

Nowadays, the affected people at the foot of the mountain have houses, clothes, and food.

Aunt Chun, her children and friends all showed happy smiles.

over.

This kind of story of losing teeth made Fang Lin laugh and speechless.

Lin Ning smiled and said, "On August 15th, after Aunt Chun gave birth, the elementary school can start classes. If such small stories will continue to enter the classroom, the children will also bring the stories home. Uncle San, don't worry, it's our credit, and no one can take them away."

Fang Lin laughed and said, "Uncle San's book really makes me read... Cough cough, Xiao Ning, your method is so unexpected."

Lin Ning smiled but said nothing.

Don’t underestimate these small articles. Even when he was a child in his previous life, when information was not developed, he was moved by such articles and was reluctant to see them, and adults believed them.

Moreover, after this short story spread, Qingyun Village’s reputation for loving the people will spread among the lower class people.

The more exciting the story, the more famous the reputation is.

Lin Ning knows the power of propaganda better than anyone else.

There is no one who can be king without virtue in the world. What is virtue?

If you want to be virtuous, you have three points to do things and seven points to promote.

Uncle Liu has done bird business again?

It’s just that he is so good at bragging that he respects the world in the name of benevolence and righteousness, so that he can win three parts of the world as a shoe boss.

Fang Lin felt relieved and left with satisfaction. Lin Ning returned to the inner room.

Looking at Tian Wuniang, who was slowly rotating with two magic swords on the wooden table, her eyes were full of appreciation.

My wife is so cool.

Tian Wuniang seemed to feel someone's restless gaze. After her eyelashes trembled, she pinched an extremely beautiful sword technique with both hands, and the magic sword fell down smoothly.

She opened her eyes, and the phoenix eyes looked over Lin Ning with a powerful look.

Lin Ning smiled and said, "Yesterday Emperor Hong'er told me that she was curious about how his wife's swordsmanship would progress so quickly. Even if she was a thousand miles a day, she shouldn't be so fast. But she didn't see how hard my wife worked in martial arts."

Tian Wuniang walked down Muji and shook her head slightly and said, "It's not just hard work, but the sword intent that I realized from the Heavenly Divine Sword. Combined with the sword intent of the Heavenly Divine Sword, it happens to be a complete set of peerless swordsmanship. The two complement each other, plus..."

“What’s more?”

Lin Ning stepped forward, gently hugged his wife in his arms, and asked.

A ray of glow flashed from Tian Wuniang's pretty face, her voice softened, and she said softly: "In addition, recently I have a new understanding of the balance of yin and yang in swordsmanship, so the swordsmanship progresses rapidly, thousands of miles a day."

Lin Ning heard this and said with a slightly strange expression: "This is really a thousand miles a day, it seems that I have made a great contribution."

Tian Wuniang had already understood the specific meaning of some nouns. After shyly looking at Lin Ning, she got up from Lin Ning's arms, looked at him and said seriously: "I thought my swordsmanship was already very good, but after getting the Sword of Heaven and the Sword, I realized the magnificent sword intent left by its master, and then I realized how many swordsmanship talents there are in this world."

Lin Ning nodded and said, "Hou Wanqian can be on par with the Black Ice Platform with a Heavenly Sword, which shows the problem itself. Unfortunately, he did not get the last part of the inheritance, otherwise..."

Tian Wuniang had a superb gaze in her phoenix eyes and said softly: "He has taken the last step."

"……What?"

Lin Ning's face calmed down and she asked.

Tian Wuniang nodded and exclaimed: "I have discovered it only in the past few days. He has deduced the prototype of the sword intent of the last sword, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect". If he is given another three or five years, he will definitely take the last step with his sword. Perhaps it is because of this that the Black Ice Platform cannot tolerate him and kill him. Xiao Ning, you often say that my martial arts talent is unparalleled, but I am still a little worse than Hou Wanqian."

Lin Ning took a deep breath in his heart. Are there so many perverts in this world?

Needless to say, Tian Wuniang is amazing.

Huang Hong'er and Jiang Taixu were also famous people at the time, and Wu Yuan actually became a master in order to study in the Shushan Mountain of Jixia Academy.

In addition, Ning Nannan, who had just begun to get involved in martial arts and had already shown his terrifying talent...

But these people should not be as terrifying as Hou Wanqian.

This person is really...

Big hanging wall!

Thinking of this, Lin Ning suddenly couldn't sit still. He said to Tian Wuniang: "Like such a person, it is generally not easy to die, and it is easy to get various adventures. I'll go to the back mountain to take a look, don't do good things, and finally let our family be cheated."

Tian Wuniang smiled slightly and said, "Give me three years. As long as he has not become a saint, there is no need to be afraid anymore."

He paused and said, "It's just that the dragon marrow rice is going to be entrusted to you by your husband." His eyes were sly and a little playful.

Lin Ning was very happy to see this and laughed: "Don't worry, I will give my wife three years to spare. It would be fine if he didn't come to our house, but he might have died long ago if he didn't come. Since he has arrived on my territory, I have the final say when he wants to recover! As for me, what's the point? Leave it to me!!"

After leaving Longmen Inn, he couldn't laugh.

Dragon Marrow Rice is actually a bit difficult...

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